Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Suriname and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Public Enemy to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Raincoats,
Gong,
Metal Thangz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Certain Ratio,
The Human League,
Amon Düül,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Juan Atkins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Jandek,
Matthew Bourne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bill Wells,
Spandau Ballet,
the Association,
Rakim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nico,
Das Ding,
Kayak,
Lightning Bolt,
The Birthday Party,
Cymande,
Radiopuhelimet,
Warsaw,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Siglo XX,
Roxy Music,
Public Enemy,
Pylon,
Crooked Eye,
Delta 5,
Rod Modell,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Moleskins,
Soft Cell,
Visage,
Barclay James Harvest,
Make Up,
Surgeon,
ABC,
The Wake,
H. Thieme,
Groovy Waters,
Quadrant,
Albert Ayler,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Young Rascals,
Sound Behaviour,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Martian,
Von Mondo,
Severed Heads,
Curtis Mayfield,
Alphaville,
Fela Kuti,
Black Bananas,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.